A cloudy mist-filled day in our area, but Brewster and I took in a bit of time for the woods and the creeks.

He discovered more deer skeletons.

We have found over the years that certain areas seem to be preferred for their last moments. Maybe it has something to do with thirst, as the areas are invariably close to running water.

And my friend Jim is seeing some of his beloved birds come near already and we’re still only in February. But I’m already seeing blooms on some of the flowering trees and grasses are appearing with new green blades, too.